Friday, November 6, 2009

I am a professional tracker. It must come from my Native Hawaiian ancestry or my Mohawk/Seneca heritage. On the beach above. Two people were walking. A man and a woman in sneakers. A dog walking the opposite way walked right in between them. The person on the right side hesitated for an instant to avoid running into the dog and thus the deep heel mark. They were both glad the dog didn't bite them...

The dog continued on its way and a smaller dog joined the larger dog. They were two different breeds. The smaller dog has long nails so it is not a domestic dog but a wild little dog. But if it is wild, the nails would be worn down from so much walking outside. I think the larger dog ate the smaller dog. Maybe it was actually a cat. A wild cat. Maybe I need to brush up on my tracking skills a little...

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This Blog is ultimately for my boys. Lessons I've learned which I would like to share with them, but never seem to find the time. It reaffirms my beliefs and helps me sort out my own cluttered thoughts as I try to make sense of my life. Guided by Ke Akua (God) and my kupuna (ancestors), my Hawaiian identity provides me the framework. It is inspired by many people and loved ones in my life as I increasingly let my spirit interact with the spirits of others. Some I've known my whole life. Some I've met only recently. Some whom I will meet someday. Everyone is so truly beautiful. Life is incredibly beautiful. Love is definitely where it is at...